EXCERPT “You’re lying if you say you want out of this life,” he said. I wished I hadn’t stared at his lips. Or concentrated on the baritone threat of his words. Or willed the twisted beat of my heart to slam against my chest. “I’m not part of Anathema,” I said. “No, but it’s part of you. And all the concerts and college loans and temper tantrums won’t get you out of the club. So what is it? Why are you so desperate to leave?” His fingers teased along the too-pink lace of my panties. My cheeks flushed with the same innocence, but I didn’t let him scare me. “Why are you so desperate to keep me here?” He liked that challenge. “If you knew what was good for you, you’d go running back to your big brothers.” “We’re not talking at the moment.” “Maybe you should be a good… Read more »
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